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Chapter 71: Waiting Beyond the boundless void lay a realm of chaos, lightless and sunless, and yet not pure darkness either—rather, a murky haze formed from countless colors of heaven and earth all blended together; throughout all the ages, only a bare handful of beings had ever set foot in this place. The chaos stretched onward, and suddenly a chasm of extraordinary size appeared, its length unseeable, its depth unfathomable, stretching who knew how many tens of thousands of li across, as though it encircled the entire Nine Thousand Prefectures, utterly severing this world from all others. "Where the boundary wall once stood is now reduced to nothingness as well." Ling Wankong flew above the chasm, looking down at the bottomless drop below, and found himself, for a moment, struck by a certain wistfulness. Had Heavenly Dao still remained, a towering barrier would have been raised along this chasm, stretching on without end, the most magnificent, awe-inspiring sight this world...